Do not wipe out my tears,
Or do not tell me it is okay.
Do not console me for my loss,
Or tire me away.
For I do not feel right,
Whenever sympathized.
I prefer to be left for my own bereft,
With no acquaintance in my regard.
Do not wipe out my tears,
Or do not tell me it is okay.
Do not console me for my loss,
Or tire me away.
For I do not feel right,
Whenever sympathized.
I prefer to be left for my own bereft,
With no acquaintance in my regard.
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